Search results for 'little sympathy by passenger' Page #46

deep, hangin' out the whip, no mask, black forty with a thirty clip
Rubber grip, no slip
Got a shotty with a pistol grip posted by my hip
If the hollows

that let me tell you a little bit about my past and the struggles i've faced
And by the grace of God was able to make it through
Living like a low life

forgettin' it
Yeah we got murder and violence in hoods
And million dollar mansions in the woods
I'm from the middle
Somewhere between lots and a little
I

the passenger where my weapons is
Can't change the facts why you stressing then
Gotta study hard god testin shit
Gotta study hard god testin shit
God damn god

to stunt with no Rollie
Why the hell act bad on the net
Little boy stop sayin you're on it come show me
I'm in the whip jus cruising
Leng one doing up

you are
Caught her ass by surprise she not getting far
My bitch said I'm tripping I popped me a bar
You don't know me but nigga you acting hard
I've

listen to em truth has bitten em
We are too great two soulmates
You're in the passenger but get the auxiliary
I mean it literally
Can't be fully in control

just how little they mean to me
Tell them I love them nope fuck has gotten into me
Not really feeling their positive energy
Too busy plotting

and you good as dead, bitch
Talkin' shit about me to a deaf bitch
And usually I have sympathy for the impaired
But not when you hard of hearin' from

ain't money then what is we talking about
We fucking now she got to call out
Cant ball on no budget I ball out
Money counter jamming can't count it by

that special chord
One can only release by screaming with the power that is yours
Vigor of Captain Planet, save the home that you adore
That pollution is

just wanna be passenger princess

Laughin' all the time with that good sex
Yo, sex drive high, girl, I'm impressed
Once, twice, now three times before

that shit was Gmail central
If a female pin you then we the trio you need
Little virgin ass is fine never losin' some sleep
On GP, I'm preachin' 'bout

apart
Your little piece of heaven turns too dark
You gotta (Listen to your heart)

I JUST GOT HIT BY SIXTY MILES I THINK MY RIBS cRE BROKEN
GLcSS STUCK IN

I'm a Single Woman, what you get is what you see!
I've built a life where I am only answerin' to me
But still you ask about me With sympathy in mind

Packages, baggages, then I get shipped out
Right under your passengers, I’ll get you sniffed out
All through your neighborhoods, even in the suburbs
I ain’t

gone
Feelin' more alone in a big squad
Imma little fish in a big pond
Tryna swim but these jellyfish
Got a kid shocked
I hit rock bottom every time I

all over again
Wooooooo..
Hey, Charlie! What are doing here?
Hi Kemy, I am moving these flower pots aside.
How can you move the pots by lying

I'ma fight through anything it takes, for a better life
By staying strong to escape my past
With my reflection in shadows, it's time to break the glass

with the plot it's time to take it up a second
If I take up a notch you might get a little jealous
Thought you had me hooked, but I had the leverage

from the rapists, kidnappers, and thieves
Not to incarcerate us strictly for havin' weed
My sympathies go out to those set up by a snitch
Dreadlocks

got it 

Twisted like twine

You are too stupid to notice 

I’m one step ahead every time 

Imma design

Shit into order by putting

Your ass in

packed up
Ask to talk about my life a little bit, I'm glad to
Fighting through depression it's not something that just passed through
Went through so much

Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore
Though thy crest be shorn